Okay. I’m on this site because my wife says I shouldn’t look at the news or political sites when I get up in the morning. It puts me in an awful mood. (That’s going to happen anyhow regardless. I’m pretty political….on the right side). This is now my homepage. Too bad for the shirt in the way. Ha Ha! It is a stress reliever however.

Theresa, now you know that as your fellow peep I would never knowingly try to talk someone out of having their oueil tromped by you. I will go along with whatever trompe you would like…..we have to stick together afterall…so, go ahead, proudly trompe that l’oeuil! I’ll send you the cold cream for after, that paint would itch!

I think I know what’s going on with the weird lighting in the first pic, which makes it look wrong… anybody ever accidentally get their finger partway over the built-in flash, when snapping a shot? ‘Cause that’s what it looks like to me, based on a few of my own oopses.

Helllooooooo all… As she who was holding both Swagger and my own camera for both photos I will explain the photoshopping. Here’s what happened: When I took the first picture, I still had my camera on the settings I’d been using the previous day, and the pic came out orange-orange-darky-ORANGE, which I noticed only after I took it, so I adjusted the settings. And when I did, Swagger skootched down in my shirt some more and stuck his paw back in his mouth (which is the behaviour that had gotten me to carefully get my camera out of my bag in the first place) so I took the second picture, closing in on the nomming action. I then had the boyfriend attempt to lighten up the original picture with photoshop, and I told him to just do the basic “color adjust” or whathaveyou, but it was apparently too much, as now you all think I’m a loserly poser. I assure you I’m not, and Swagger spent the better part of half an hour right there in my shirt. Oh – and my necklace is a compass on one side and the other the Shakesperean “to thine own self be true.”